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Oct 2018
My eyes are like the fog around a lake on a cold morning day
Shaded and grey
Yet as intriguing as the summer haze
As daylight savings time shortens our days to bring us an early sunset ray
Quiet,
I lay my head to rest upon my fluffed up pillow set
Falling asleep quickly to awake bright and early and feel as great as when our eyes had met...
Lily
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